Namine picked out her outfit for her upcoming fashion show!
Namine’s appointment to see the eye doctor went well. Her vision has actually improved since last time.
So I missed it by a day. Apparently it was World Theater Day yesterday. Well, better late than never.
Namine likes to push the little shopping carts they have in grocery stores. They can be a little uncontrollable sometimes, though. (Sounds kind of like a ten year old I know.)
We went to the mall and encountered some accessibility ignorance.
Even since we got Namine a new bed four years ago, we left it on the floor. Well, not anymore: now it has a frame.
Namine and her friends from ballet class spent the afternoon at StoneFire Pizza.
Ellen Stumbo (whose blog you should be reading anyway, she’s excellent) writes about her negative experience in attempting to enroll her daughter who has Down Syndrome in dance class. (As usual, I have plenty to say on the topic too.)
I had a professor who was triggered by job titles. It inspired a comic.
Namine learned to serve in her tennis lesson, and then played (and won) a match against her coach. (Ten points to the Hogwarts house of your choice if you got the reference.)